Wrong reason, right time
Stand down for a midnight rider
Wrong reason, right time to go
And he hits the road
Tie dye on the highway
In for a permission to land
Stitched scars on his feeding hand
And he said
Well, I'm just trying not to keep my fingers crossed
Exorcise my ghosts
Same place, same people
Despite the chance given, nothing has changed
Same place, same tired faces
Locked in the cage
They're looking forward to defeat their inner selves
But there's no one else to help
And I'm just trying not to keep my fingers crossed
Exorcise my ghosts
Exorcise my ghosts
Exorcise my ghosts
You can't find all the diamonds in the dark
Dressed in black, deprived of shape
They hide
You can't find all the diamonds in the dark
Dressed in black, deprived of shape
They hide
Well, I'm just trying not to keep my fingers crossed
Exorcise my ghosts
Exorcise my ghosts
Exorcise my ghosts